My Livestreaming Metaphysics & Gossip Became an Internet Sensation Ch. 97

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Outside the room, Jiang Yiqing, bored, was scrolling through his phone, listening to the continuous screams from the Zhao family's house. He smirked. Seems like he had underestimated the little dumb dog.

A moment later, Zhao's mother, struggling, carried Zhao Zixuan out of the room, with Father Zhao limping behind. The family ran crazily out of the house.

Jiang Yiqing saw the injuries on their bodies and shook his head. With such little injury, and they're crying like this? That little dog had been tortured so much that there wasn't a single good piece of flesh on its body.

The Zhao family, in their rush to leave, didn't notice Jiang Yiqing at all. They hurriedly ran to the hospital, crying and saying there was something evil in their house, and that they had been bitten by something evil.

The doctor suspected they were either making trouble or had some mental issues. He frowned and said, "What nonsense, you were bitten by a dog. Judging by the wounds, it was probably a small dog. Get vaccinated."

"A dog... bit us?" Father Zhao stuttered, but he clearly remembered how an unexplained wound had appeared on his ankle, and there was no dog in the room.

Wait! They had a dog at home, Father Zhao suddenly thought of the Bichon that his son had been torturing. It was a small dog.

And that Bichon, his son had thrown it off the thirteenth floor...

The more he thought, the paler Father Zhao became, his body swaying as if he were about to fall. He had an unbelievable guess.

This guess sent a chill down his spine.

Jiang Yiqing had no idea what was going on at the Zhao house. He waited outside, and not long after the Zhao family left, a small Bichon came out.

The Bichon, once pure white, now had blood stains around its mouth and looked up at Jiang Yiqing with big, pleading eyes.

Jiang Yiqing frowned. "How did you get yourself so dirty?"

The Bichon's resentment had completely disappeared, which pleased Jiang Yiqing, but why was it still covered in the Zhao family's blood? That was pretty gross.

Well, dogs could only bite with their mouths.

Seeing that the little dog seemed a bit helpless, Jiang Yiqing squatted down in front of it and wiped the blood from its mouth, then nodded in satisfaction. "Mm, much better now."

The Bichon's tail wagged happily behind it.

Jiang Yiqing smirked. "Want to come home with me?"

The Bichon's tail wagged even harder, happily rubbing against Jiang Yiqing's calf.

It wasn't exactly rubbing, though. When it suddenly couldn't reach him, its little paws would pass straight through Jiang Yiqing's leg.

The Bichon was a bit confused, not sure why, but Jiang Yiqing knew it was because the resentment had dissipated, and the dog had become a little weaker.

But that was fine; Jiang Yiqing had plenty of ways to handle it.

The man and the dog returned home. The pig spirit, who had been unable to hold itself back, came out from its bracelet and glared at the dog that suddenly appeared in the house.

The pig demon was already quite sensitive to threats, and upon seeing the small Bichon, it realized immediately—despite being a pig—that this dog was undeniably cute, the kind of dog that human beings adored.

Small and adorable.

Originally, the pig spirit had a certain cuteness due to its piglet form, but standing next to the Bichon, it instantly felt inferior.

The pig spirit felt its position was precarious, even though it didn't really have any position to begin with.

"You brought it back without asking my opinion?" The pig spirit questioned, oblivious to its own lack of self-awareness.

Jiang Yiqing rolled his eyes. "If I remember correctly, this is my house."

The pig spirit: "..."

It was so infuriated. The pig king had made a huge mistake. Tomorrow, it would leave the house!

The pig spirit, enraged, went back to its den. Seeing that Jiang Yiqing wasn't paying attention to it but instead was arranging things for the Bichon, it got even angrier.

It even heard Jiang Yiqing naming the Bichon "Milk Ball."

It sounded so cute, and here it was, after all this time, without even a proper name.

For some reason, the pig spirit felt sour inside and was too angry to speak.

Jiang Yiqing, seeing the pig spirit deliberately turning its back on him, clearly sulking, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The pig spirit became even more furious. Look at that! How happy he was laughing?!

Just as the pig spirit was considering whether it should run away from home, it saw Jiang Yiqing walk over and stand in front of it. "Speaking of which, I don't think I've ever given you a name."

The pig demon froze for a second, lifting its pig head to look at Jiang Yiqing. It confirmed that there was no mockery or joke in Jiang Yiqing's expression. It pretended not to care and snorted a couple of times.

Little did it know, its pair of black, bean-like eyes couldn't stop staring at Jiang Yiqing, betraying its inner thoughts.

Jiang Yiqing wasn't good at naming things. "Milk Ball" was the best name he could come up with after a long, hard think. He wracked his brain for a while, and during that time, the pig spirit kept glancing at him, making him feel a bit of pressure.

If it weren't for the pig spirit's eyes full of expectation, Jiang Yiqing might've just let it come up with a name itself.

In the end, Jiang Yiqing nervously touched his nose, cleared his throat, and said, "How about... Pang Pang*?"

(*Chubby; fatty.)

The pig demon: "?"

It looked at Jiang Yiqing in disbelief. Why did that little dog get to have such a cute name, "Milk Ball," while it was stuck with "Pang Pang"?

Was it because it was fat? That wasn't fair. Not fair at all.

The pig spirit expressed its dislike for the name and insisted Jiang Yiqing come up with something else.

However, since Jiang Yiqing wasn't good at naming things, he just gave up. "I really can't think of anything else. If you don't like it, you can come up with one yourself. Otherwise, it's 'Bajie'."

Plenty of people had dogs, so they had many ideas for dog names. Even though Jiang Yiqing wasn't great at naming, he could think of a few names. But pigs were different. His first reaction was to name the pig "Bajie."

(*Bajie: It refers to the character Zhu Bajie, also known as Pigsy, from Journey to the West.)

The pig spirit refused immediately. "No way!"

It refused to accept the name "Bajie," and in the end, it was still called "Pang Pang."

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